If i'm alone in a room with one direction you know its gonna be some Paul Revere shit, because the british will be cuming
They only met properly the day before, but Harry feels ridiculously intrigued by the other boy. He can’t quite understand how this has come about, but just standing there, looking at every tiny detail on this little pixie’s face, Harry’s lost in a labyrinths of thoughts and feelings inside his head, and he doesn’t have a compass.
Or the one where Harry and Louis meet on holiday in Cyprus.
(Rated Mature for smut.)
friday - july 23, 2010 / 8:22pm
thank you for everything. we promise we won’t forget you